Luyện nghe bài hát Hitting on The Waiter

I'm so sick of hope
Pushing the
With threats and false teeth
My been poured by a cannibal
And my corpse ain't even
And you want to take it from me

I you'll take the blue ribbon
I shop with the starting gun

You're more cop than
onthe waiter
And off the plate of the enemy
But I'd rather just forget about the in my sleep
And the hollow under me

But I've got second thoughts
thoughts again
Or am I guessing
Or just in second

I've got a one year old
Feels like I never will
But I can a poker face
For the of the chase